Some people say that yawning is contagious, but it's also true.

If several people are together, people's physiological cycles are relatively close, and if one person is sleepy, others will be similar.

So, when one person turns on yawning mode, others will follow, yawning and snorting.

The night was already very deep, and Zhao Tianbao was too tired and sleepy after a day of tossing, and he couldn't hold on at this time.

Looking at Zhao Tianbao's pale and tired face, Cheng Zhong said:

"That's all for tonight, you get a good night's sleep, and we'll see you tomorrow morning." ”

As he spoke, he stood up.

He blew out the lanolin lamp, bolted the door outside, and went upstairs "on tap."

Cheng Zhong still returned to the room on the third floor.

He felt the darkness and straddled Bullali's long body, close to the innermost wall, and fell asleep.

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, when Cheng Zhong opened his eyes, Brulari sat quietly beside him.

"Good morning!"

Cheng Zhong got up with a smile and touched her pretty face and said.

"I'm sorry, little brother, I didn't know I slept when you came last night. ”

Bulally whispered, a little embarrassed.

"You, after a long day's work, when I came back, I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't disturb you.

Now, please take me to the Ancestor immediately. ”

Cheng Zhong stood up as he spoke.

He rubbed his eyes with two fists, as if to wipe away the dung and sleepiness of his eyes.

The two of them came to the grandmother's room one after the other.

The old man was still sitting cross-legged against the wall on the sheepskin, his eyes closed, and the words in his mouth.

"Grandma Chief, I have something very important to tell you about disturbing you so early. ”

Cheng Zhong sat across from her and said loudly in Wusun.

Only then did the old man open his eyes and wanted to stand up, but Cheng Zhong grabbed his arm.

"Excuse me, angel, what do you command?"

"I want to ask you, what is the origin of Guo Huaijie?"

"Do you mean Master Guo?

He is not from this world, and I can't tell where he came from!

Twenty years ago, when Bullarly's mother met him, he was lying naked in the grass, being eaten by prairie weas, and if he had been a little later, he would have died.

When I arrived at the tribe and saw him, there were only a few strands of cloth left on his body, covered in bruises and dying.

Lord Angel, the Wusun people have been passed down from generation to generation, based on kindness, and we attach great importance to saving lives and helping the wounded.

In addition, as soon as I saw his physiognomy and the remnants of his clothes, I knew that he was not from other steppe tribes.

Adults don't know that in our Wusun tribe, there has long been a legend of 'Han people descending from heaven'.

I'm going to say it now, and please don't laugh.

The ancestors of Wusun left a legend that the Han people were the benefactors of the Wusun people, and they were all extremely intelligent, and now they live in heaven and live with the gods.

Every few hundred years, Han Chinese descend from the sky to help the Wusun people in all aspects.

If anyone encounters 'Han people from heaven' in his lifetime, it will be a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes......"

The old man is in a good state of mind today, and he was talking about Guo Huaijie, but he actually talked about the legend of "Han people from the sky".

Seeing that the old man wanted to continue, Cheng Zhong reached out and shook her old branch-like arm, interrupted her words and said:

"Grandma, the legend of the 'Han people from the sky', Rong will have time in the future, let's talk about it again, I will tell you everything I know.

Now that the situation is urgent, let's get down to business, and you should hurry up and talk about Guo Huaijie!"

The old man looked at Cheng Zhong deeply, and then said:

"I guessed at the time that he was a legendary Han Chinese.

So I personally arranged for the best doctor to treat him, and I persevered for more than two months until he was fully recovered.

Once he was free to move, he moved around the tribe.

After I came into contact with him, I learned that he was indeed a Han Chinese, and found that he was smart and thoughtful.

It only took him about a month to learn the language of the Usun people.

Before I met you, I thought he seemed to be the smartest man in the world. ”

"Grandma, others are very smart, but how do you know about their hearts?"

Cheng Zhong couldn't help but interject such a sentence.

The old man looked at Cheng Zhong with a surprised gaze, as if he didn't understand why Cheng Zhong didn't understand Master Guo.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Cheng Zhong had no idea of speaking, he continued according to his own train of thought:

"For the first few years, I kept him with me.

You know what? He was very empathetic and always helped me with some of the tricky things in the tribe.

The most remarkable thing is that I took him to the temple a few times and found that he could read many of the scriptures handed down by his ancestors in the temple.

Later, he was able to directly comprehend and convey God's will to the people of my tribe. ”

"God's will?"

Cheng Zhong repeated the old man's words, his words full of questions, and slowly frowned.

"yes.

After the hasty death of the old shaman, the high priest who presided over the temple of my tribe, there was no one to succeed the high priest.

Most of the scriptures in the temple are in Chinese, and only he can read them.

He was also able to grasp God's will.

Therefore, I arranged for him to reside in the temple, read the scriptures, and took over the duties of high priest.

Later, with his extraordinary wisdom, he learned many languages from other tribes in the Wolf Domain.

We are in great need of trade with other tribes and exchange some necessities, but we have been suffering from a lack of diplomatic talents.

Therefore, I made him a diplomatic envoy of the Wusun tribe at the same time, and often took people out to run errands. ”

"Ho ho, in this way, Lord Guo seems to be the most trusted person of the leader's grandmother, and his power is very great. ”

Cheng Zhong said with a smile.

There was a hint of tease in his tone, which made people uncomfortable to listen to.

The old man felt Cheng Zhong's emotions, and he couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he had to bite the bullet and say:

"Count...... Is there anything wrong with it, Lord Angel?"

"Then let me ask you, the 'Flying Dragon Gang' wants Wusun to pay tribute to women and livestock, did he convey the information to you?"

Cheng Zhong asked, staring at the old leader's slightly swollen eyes.

He closed his eyes slightly, but his gaze became sharper.

"It was he who told me, because he was out a lot and could come into contact with all kinds of people and things!"

The old man looked at Cheng Zhong with puzzled eyes and said.

"Grandma, there must be something wrong here!

Don't you wonder how he got this information?"

Cheng Zhong continued to ask rhetorically.

"I've also thought that the 'Wyvern Gang' might have found him through some special channel!" said the old woman.

"Hmph, where is there any need for any special channels, he is an undercover agent of the 'Wyvern Gang' at all. ”

This time, Cheng Zhong didn't want to waste time anymore, but sneered and shook Guo Huaijie's old bottom out directly.

"Lord Angel, this matter ...... It's really ...... What a big deal!

The old man dared to ask, ...... How did you find out?"

"I tried to capture Zhao Tianbao last night, and he confessed word by word!"

"You...... How can you be sure it's Lord Guo?"

"The physiognomy and identity are both there, there is no second person in the Wusong tribe like your Lord Guo, how can you be mistaken!"

Cheng Zhong's tone was categorical, leaving no room for doubt in his attitude.

"Oops, how can this be?!"

The old man's face changed in an instant, and he sat down on the sheepskin weakly, like a huge balloon that had been deflated.

Cold sweat began to ooze from deep within her criss-crossed wrinkles.

Brulari hurriedly knelt down behind her grandmother and reached out to support her body.

Cheng Zhong still looked at the old grandmother with a stern expression, not moved by her decadent and depressed expression, and raised his voice and said:

"Your Excellency, after listening to your introduction, I suddenly remembered another important matter.

If what I expected is correct, the reason why there are fewer adult men in the Wusun tribe must also be related to Guo Huaijie.

I had asked him this question in person the night before, and he felt strange that he knew why, but he was so vague that he was speechless.

In connection with your statement that Master Guo can comprehend God's will, I have preliminarily concluded that he must have played a ghost under the pretense of a myth. ”